A soul shadow quietly emerged, it was a man from the Nether Tribe with black hair and black eyes, just like Bai Zi.
His body was tall and appeared slightly thin, clad in a black robe with golden threads along the edges.
Clearly, this was merely his pure Soul Spirit form, devoid of any scent of flesh and blood.
Yet, his soul shadow alone sent chills down Pang Jian's spine.
The translucent Boundary Wall close to Pang Jian, along with the foggy Misty Sea behind it, was suddenly shrouded by the Netherworld Prison's nature's spiritual energy due to his appearance.
"Crack! Crack crack!"
The Spiritual Energy instantly materialized, freezing the Boundary Wall and the Misty Sea behind it like cold jade.
Merely a soul shadow, refining the Netherworld Prison's nature's spiritual energy, astonishingly compressed it into a liquid before solidifying it.
In the void near him, Spiritual Energy also transformed into Spirit Stone, then Spirit Jade, and finally into fragile Spirit Crystal.
